Tuesday - notable here for being Dustbin Day - one week Green bin for Garden Rubbish and then various recycling receptacles and the other week for Grey 'Ordinary' dustbin. Works like clockwork and -because of my age and disability - my stuff is collected from the top of my drive. But don't let's feel too smug about how we collect all that plastic for recycling when we see on the News the amount of plastic in the sea and read in the papers how tiny plastic particles are now regularly found in the human body.
I am gradually getting used to my new Dell but I do apologise how I never seem to get the same size of print two days running. This is the size I prefer so I will try to stick with it from now on. The trouble is that this new machine is so very sensitive that I only have to move a finger and I lose the whole thing or I change the size of the type or something else happens to throw a spanner in the works.
All Summer long a little mouse has lived in the wall behind my only rose. We have met regularly and I have become quite attached to him/her. Now this morning he lies dead on my patio. A tabby passes through my garden each morning - are the two things connected? I expect so. Nature red in tooth and claw.
I'm afraid Autumn has arrived overnight here. I do hope we get just a little more Summer. My Mares Tail weed has yet to be sprayed for a start and my Patio has still to be finished. At present it is a quagmire - there is no way I can walk over it to cut back my antirrhinums - a shame because one cut back and I just might get a new crop of flowers. Still, you can't make an omelette without breaking eggs as they say.